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Chapter 2 - Chapter 2: A whole new world.

"Stupid demon paralysis," I grunted a hundred times while ripping another petal.

It's been a week already and I discovered a lot of disturbing things. Why am I here? Simple. My soul got transported. I never knew it was possible but here I am. What is this place? Well, I'm just inside a book I read before dozing off.

I sigh, in many chances I've got, I've been reborn poor. I couldn't help but felt even more down, I also want to taste luxury.

Though I love the angelic mother I got who took the greatest effort to feed this ungrateful child of hers.

The original owner of this body - I assume her soul disappears while she's playing having me enter her body. I don't have the faintest idea of why I am here, a world that achieve its fairytale end already. Additionally, I have no way to return to my old life.

That's what I'm trying to find out, however, I don't know where to start.

"Dear, wanna come with me?" Beloved angelic mother pops in the side. Despite wearing an old plain brown dress with an apron while carrying a basket too, nothing beats her beauty. Good thing I inherit her gene.

Honestly, who in the right mind would leave such a beautiful and caring woman like her? They let go of a diamond.

I glance her way and replied. "Where to?"

"I'll be visiting a friend, I told you about her a lot before, she just gave birth yesterday." She spoke cheerfully, however, I'm sorry, I don't have the slightest idea who you are talking about, Mom.

"I'm good. Be careful on the road." I'd love to see the world, but I need to plan something concerning my state in the nearing future. It is the most crucial part I needed to be prepared for.

"Then, take care here, Sengoku." my grip tightens on the grass after hearing such an ominous name. Mom didn't notice and went her way.

"Don't..." I mumbled, "Call me by that name." I feel like heaven and the earth crashed down on me. I purse my lips together shaking in anger and fear.

I never wanted to be transported into an unknown world just to die in later years. I've become Sengoku. That bloody lunatic Sengoku. "Of all chances I've got, why do I have to live inside the body of this maniac?! I didn't even know Sengoku is a girl!" I yelled to the sky.

"Anyone can call me anything, I don't care if it means something dark and scary - just call me something other than that Sengoku!" I harshly pluck the weeds venting my clouded emotion on the poor living until my hands slowly stop and drop on my side. "I don't want to die a brutal death," I whispered remembering each detail of how she burned at that stake.

My anger subdue when a thought cross my mind. How did Sengoku become so twisted? I look back at our humble home, Sengoku grew up with a normal life, boring but quiet, peaceful in every way. The money isn't the problem, Sengoku never seeks wealth. So how? "What makes you so angry in the world you havoc chaos, Sengoku?"

But then she's still a child - I'm still a child, currently, so I wouldn't know. Her past wasn't told in the book.

"Maybe living her life wouldn't be that bad?" I tried to joke around to lift my spirit only to shatter it again. "Not bad, my ass. By the time I'll turn seventeen I'll be like a rabid dog, and by twenty I'll be -"

I shake my head furiously refusing to think of my ending. I gaze above the clear sky, and the breeze came brushing softly against my skin, somehow it relaxes my trembling nerves. I close my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun. "What a terrible and brutal short life you lead, Sengoku."

She was never good in someone's story. In them, she was a villain. Merciless, heartless, and alone. A person associates with blood and death. That's all because they don't know her, in a painful upbringing there is a reason, behind those lifeless eyes is a story to tell. Sadly before she got the chance to speak, she was silent.

"I don't want to end up like that nor do I want Sengoku to end up with a cruel ending again." The plotline begins late, so time is on my side. I raise to my feet and brought my fist into the air.

"I don't care if I have to create a different ending - I will do it. Whether it's fate or destiny I'm fighting against - I don't care. I'll live my life the way I want, so you can't defy me, you stupid novel!" I scream my newfound determination.

"Dear, are you okay?" I flinch when I heard my mother's voice at the back, she's there at the side standing with her cheeks place on her palm worried at my sudden outburst. My face immediately explodes red in embarrassment and fix my posture before my mother.

"Welcome back, Mom. I didn't notice you there." I awkwardly spoke. How long has she been watching me?

"Well, you're obviously busy." She bluntly said. I just cleared my throat to avert the topic.

"Give me the basket, they look pretty heavy for you." Out of nowhere, a cold wind passes through making us shiver in the coldness. "It's getting colder this past few days." We head inside, I light the fireplace enough to warm us and prepare for tea.

"Now you mention it, winter must be near." She said removing her scarf wrapping her neck placing it on the chair afterward.

"I'll need to start gathering firewood tomorrow then."

"No." Mom firmly said. "Woodland this vast is very dangerous for little kids like you, you need to wait for me to come back home then we'll gather wood together." She warns me.

"That's not right, Mom. When you return from your work you're hardly resting and yet you never allow me to help you that much." I've only been here for a week but I've seen enough. Day and night, she works hard just to earn some pennies to the point she returns home with wounds.

Mom is fragile and weak, I can't let her take every burden just to keep us both alive. "I'm old enough to know what I'm doing. Please allow me, I don't want to be a burden."

I am serious. Seeing that we barely have supplies to last for even a couple of days, I can't let things stay this way. If this continues, we won't definitely survive the upcoming cold season and die due to hunger.

Mom breathes a sigh sign she gives up, "If you're so confident, how can I say no?" My face brightens at her words. "But you need to be extra careful, you hear me?"

"I will," I claimed. Well, I'm not stupid enough to jump into trouble, so worries are useless.

"Then, there's one thing you should know..." she leans close to me. "Never ever let anyone see your eyes."

"My eyes? Why?"

"Just listen to my words, please?" Mom beg.

I don't know what she is anxious about to make her hesitate of letting me go outside show in her face. From whom do I even need to hide my eyes?

Anyways, if a warning is said, I need to heed it. Better safe than sorry. "I swear."

Mom's lip form into a small smile and pull me into a hug. Ha, the warmth her embrace gives, I just couldn't get enough of it. "Welp, I better start cooking, help me slice the potatoes, dear."

"On it." What my mother said about my eyes adds to another mystery I carry, as usual, I don't have an answer for them but to know more about this world the first step will come out from hiding.